BOOB!

The weather was so freakin' nice on Friday and Saturday... ahhh... it was like summer. Summer in the northwest is the reason I live here. I hate work. Work sucks. I don't want to do ANYTHING. I'm as bad as my students. But with only 18 days left, can you really blame us? No, I thought not. So, back to the weather. It was so nice and summery that I made an i-tunes playlist called "summer groove" and I must say, I think it's the best playlist I've ever made. I'm listening to it right now. Ask me for a copy, I say.

BOOB refers to my neighbors, some delightful, party-hardy UPS students who decided to celebrate graduation this past weekend with alcohol a-plenty (there were beer cans and bottles everywhere!!), and when I woke up on Sunday and walked my dog, I saw the gi-normous, bright orange, made-from-fiberboard letters on the adjacent lawn. And I will say, they are really quite well made! An art-major's final project? I just don't know, but I really don't need to know. I was going to take a picture of BOOB, yet realized that my camera was at school, so here is a quickie 2 minute sketch (I didn't want to linger in front of BOOB for too long):

In totally not-related schtuff, check out annuale, a Tina Fey gem. Can you tell I'm a little obsessed? I only have one 30 Rock left!! What on earth am I going to do with my time?

I Heart 30 Rock

Wow, it's been, like, 2 weeks since I've blogged. Must get back in the game! What have I been doing, you may wonder, with my free time? I'll share my most recent hilarishizzle find with you: 30 Rock. I've always been a fan of Tina Fey, but never watched this show... until now, and I can't stop! I just finished watching season 1 on Netflix, and lucky me! Season 2 is on hulu with practically no commercials! Every character is so funny. Seriously. I haven't laughed out loud so much since Arrested Development (and btw, if you are a fan of G.O.B., he totally guest stars on this show).

Ms. Fey is not only hilarious and talented, but the character she plays has some eerie similarities to myself... In one episode, she goes to this fancy party with her boss (Alec Baldwin) and, uncomfortable in the situation, says something like, "Man, I would rather be sitting at home watching Friends reruns and eating a block of cheddar cheese." And I was literally sitting in front of the computer with a block of Tillamook medium cheddar in one hand and a cheese slicer in the other!

Anyway, 30 Rock is one of the good things in my life right now that I am trying to focus on (and not annoying students, car theft assholes, hayfever...). And there's my friends, and family, and the Triple P.

I think I'll end on that happy note. More to come later, fo' realz.

Ok, I get the gist.

I don't know how it got to be this way, but we have virtually NO sex ed in middle schools these days. And let me tell you, I don't know what a "Cleveland Steamer" is, but if it does really exist, our middle schoolers are doin' it. Believe me. Ugh.

The nasty stuff they talk about when they think you can't hear them is outrageous! I could give you a couple examples right now, but I don't want to disgust you. Or think about it myself. Perhaps we should be showing this kind of PSA to all of the naive, clueless, "not-MY-kid" parents out there. Hmmm.

P.S. Is that how you spell Cleveland? It looks right, but I'm not sure, and I could look it up, but I'm on my way to read my crazy-weird book (Geek Love) in bed. So, I'm lazy. I'm pretty confident that I'm an above-average speller (thanks, MoShizzle for passing that one on), but you never know... I did spell "ridiculous" incorrectly yesterday.